Xu An'an released the corpse, the demonic flames on her body already changed from black to red.

The demonic beauty of Xu An'an also carried a heart-palpitating killing intent.

While the Liangjie Tang subordinates were fully on guard, Lao Liu walked up unhurriedly, "Miss An'an, does the agreement between you and our Tang Master still stand?"

After Lao Liu said this, not only did Lin Zhao and the others feel strange, but even I was stunned for a long time.

Only I knew about the agreement between Xu An'an and me.

Lin Zhao, Feng Ruoxing, and the others might also faintly sense something.

How did Lao Liu know?

Later, Lao Liu told me that he had only analyzed how I would solve the crisis based on my personality. In the end, he thought that we must have used the heart demon.

That's how he tricked Xu An'an!

Xu An'an was silent for a moment before saying, "I never go back on my word. My deal with Li Po ends here. In the future, I can help him once."

"I thank you on behalf of the Tang Master." Lao Liu cupped his fist slightly towards Xu An'an, then turned to look at Wuchen, "Master Wuchen, does your agreement with our Lord still stand?"

Wuchen didn't answer Lao Liu's question, but instead looked at Xu An'an, "Benefactor Xu, this humble monk wants to ask benefactor, what do you want to do after entering the demonic path?"

Xu An'an said, "Dominate the art world! Establish a demonic kingdom. Make the gods bow their heads and enslave all living beings."

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!" Wuchen clapped his hands and laughed, "We are willing to help benefactor achieve great things, but also ask benefactor to help us take revenge."

Xu An'an only said "Okay" and walked towards the outside of Taiqu Mountain. The four evil monks followed closely behind and disappeared into the mountains.

There were only five of them, but it was enough to turn the entire martial world upside down.

However, those were not within Lao Liu's consideration.

The art world had incurred the karma of the Iron Tile Temple in those years and had to bear the bloodiness it brought.

Lao Liu slowly turned to the Yitian Chess Master in the distance, "Friend, does our Lord still need to beg you now?"

The Yitian Chess Master said, "Do you think Liangjie Tang is safe?"

Lao Liu slowly said, "Why was the art world so easily led elsewhere by us?"

"In the final analysis, it's because the art world wanted to adopt a wait-and-see attitude to deal with the current situation before it was clear what consequences the Iron Tile Temple crisis would bring."

"The army of the art world has not arrived, but it doesn't mean their scouts haven't come."

"The demonic aura of the Iron Tile Temple is monstrous, and the four evil monks have returned to the martial world, which is enough to prove the 'correctness' of the art world's encirclement and suppression of the Iron Tile Temple in those years."

"As long as our Lord keeps his mouth shut, no one will take the initiative to trouble him."

"If our Lord is happy, he can also make up some stories and shape himself into a vanguard of demon extermination."

"Those who participated in the Iron Tile Temple battle back then are most afraid of not the demons escaping, but someone tearing apart their fig leaf."

"Since face has been saved, why should they fight our Lord to the death?"

The Yitian Chess Master said lightly, "Aren't you afraid of misjudging?"

Lao Liu shook his fan and said, "Unless you use hidden pieces to disrupt the art world, my judgment will not have any deviation."

"Of course, if the Chess Master feels it is necessary to deal with Liangjie Tang with all his strength, Liu can accompany you to the end."

Lao Liu looked at the Yitian Chess Master from afar with a smile on his face, neither side giving way.

The confrontation was a gamble on confidence. Whoever flinched first would be the loser.

Lao Liu dared to bet that the Yitian Chess Master would not use hidden pieces because he judged that his plan had not been fully completed, and he did not dare to let people know about the existence of the Chosen of Heaven.

The biggest enemies of the nine Chosen of Heaven vying for the fortune of the martial world were not each other, but the old generation of martial world tycoons.

The rise of the new generation of heroes meant the retreat of the old generation of kings.

Even biological fathers and sons might turn against each other over the changing of power, let alone the giants who did not want to be replaced?

Fortune cannot change everything, and no tycoon would give his opponent a chance to breathe.

The Yitian Chess Master smiled, "The younger generation is to be feared! With just you as his strategist, Li Po is qualified to hold my blood chess."

Lao Liu laughed loudly, "In Cloud Hidden Village, our Lord has already shown his attitude by wielding his saber to chop the blood chess. You'd better not get any ideas about our Lord. Otherwise..."

Lao Liu's face sank, "You should prepare to find another Chosen of Heaven!"

The Yitian Chess Master laughed loudly, "Interesting, really interesting! This generation of Chosen of Heaven finally has some semblance of it."

"See you in the martial world!"

The Yitian Chess Master disappeared in a long laugh.

Lao Liu stood there for a long time without saying a word, until Butcher Wang reminded him, "Old thing, what are you thinking about?"

Only then did Lao Liu react, "Those who should leave have left, it's time for us to take action. Full force attack on the Iron Tile Temple."

Butcher Wang, Lin Zhao, Wang Xiaohuan, and Jiang Junci rose up at the same time and flew towards the Iron Tile Temple.

At the same time, I looked at the demonic shadow in the air, "Isn't it time to fulfill your bet now?"

The demonic shadow was immediately embarrassed and angry, "This deity promised to tell you the ghost mystery arts, but didn't promise when! It's not too late to tell you after I kill all of you in Liangjie Tang!"